Part 388 (2/2)

I was on duty in the palace porch, When suddenly my lord threw wide the door, And ordered me to take the knight in charge, Denouncing him a traitor: upon this He grew enraged, and with most bitter curses Against our sovereign and our holy faith, He drew a dagger, and before the guards Could hinder his intention, plunged the steel Into his heart, and fell a lifeless corpse.

LEICESTER.

'Tis well; you may withdraw. Her majesty Has heard enough.

[The officer withdraws.

ELIZABETH.

Oh, what a deep abyss Of monstrous deeds?

LEICESTER.

Who was it, then, my queen, Who saved you? Was it Burleigh? Did he know The dangers which surrounded you? Did he Avert them from your head? Your faithful Leicester Was your good angel.

BURLEIGH.

This same Mortimer Died most conveniently for you, my lord.

ELIZABETH.

What I should say I know not. I believe you, And I believe you not. I think you guilty, And yet I think you not. A curse on her Who caused me all this anguish.

LEICESTER.

She must die; I now myself consent unto her death.

I formerly advised you to suspend The sentence, till some arm should rise anew On her behalf; the case has happened now, And I demand her instant execution.

BURLEIGH.

You give this counsel? You?

LEICESTER.

Howe'er it wound My feelings to be forced to this extreme, Yet now I see most clearly, now I feel That the queen's welfare asks this b.l.o.o.d.y victim.

'Tis my proposal, therefore, that the writ Be drawn at once to fix the execution.

BURLEIGH (to the QUEEN).

Since, then, his lords.h.i.+p shows such earnest zeal, Such loyalty, 'twere well were he appointed To see the execution of the sentence.

LEICESTER.

Who? I?

BURLEIGH.

Yes, you; you surely ne'er could find A better means to shake off the suspicion Which rests upon you still, than to command Her, whom 'tis said you love, to be beheaded.

ELIZABETH (looking steadfastly at LEICESTER).

My lord advises well. So be it, then.

LEICESTER.

It were but fit that my exalted rank Should free me from so mournful a commission, Which would indeed, in every sense, become A Burleigh better than the Earl of Leicester.

The man who stands so near the royal person Should have no knowledge of such fatal scenes: But yet to prove my zeal, to satisfy My queen, I waive my charge's privilege, And take upon myself this hateful duty.

ELIZABETH.

Lord Burleigh shall partake this duty with you.

[To BURLEIGH.

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